"I'm single - I'm not looking, but if someone special comes along, then I'm not against it." - Harry Styles
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Mum dropped me off back to my dorm, Liam was gone, and I was all alone.
It was really boring being in my dorm alone, bored as can I studied as always. For my up coming math test this Friday.
I play some relaxing music on then I spread all my book out on my desk.
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I heard a knock, And groaned and got up from my bed and answered it. I saw a full covered of curly hair looking at me, Harry. He was wearing his black sweats, Adidas sweatshirt, and some nice looking sneakers.
"What do you want?" I said groaning leaving the door open and walking back to my bed.
"Why are you sleeping," he checks his watch. "At nine at night?" He said looking at me crazy. I glared at him.
"Dude, it's a school night. Of course I went to bed," I said rolling my eyes. He made a smug face.
"Who sleeps at this time these days?" He said playing tapping on my desk.
"Uh, me?" I scoffed. "Why are you even here," I said tiredly. Harry really needs to give me some space sometimes, like all the time.
"I was looking for Liam, hoping he was here," he said looking around.
"We'll, too bad, he isn't here, now please leave." I said shooing him with my hand. Harry chuckled.
"Okay, see you tomorrow loser," he said shaking my blonde hair. I slapped his hand away.
"Don't touch the hair," I grumbled, digging my head into the pillow.
"Whatever you say, Horan," he said leaving my door and closing it slowly until I heard the doorknob noise stop.
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Senior Year (Narry)
FanfictionHarry Styles. The one with the curly long locks, green piercing eyes, and a perfect smile with dimples, like who doesn't like dimples? But what ruins the whole thing, is that his personality is like ice. He can be cold, but all warm and melted, bare...
